Текст (слова) песни: Tom T. Hall - Waiting On The Other Shoe To Fall
When I was a young man I busted my jeans hopping a freight down to New Orleans Worked on the oil rigs and played in the bars but nothing ever killed me so far Now I`m waitin` on the other shoe to fall and right now you`re walking out on me I can hear your footsteps going down the hall And I am waitin` on the other shoe to fall [ fiddle ] Well I joined the army and I did my time they sent me right up to the front lines People were shoutin` and shootin` at me but I had to keep America free Now I`m waitin` on the other shoe to fall... [ dobro ] I`ve been to California and I`ve been to New York And all in between I had beans on my fork Clothes on my back and a song on my mind but I`ve never met a woman like your kind Now I`m waitin` on the other shoe to fall... [ fiddle ] Well right down the street there`s an old boardin` house You better be careful bout throwin` me out When she hears my footsteps comin` up their stairs she`s gonna start combing her hair She`s a waitin` on the other shoe to fall right now you`re walking out on me I can hear your footsteps going down the hall And she is waitin` on the other shoe to fall
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